My mother Frances gave birth to me at Brooklyn Jewish Hospital in New York City on December 19, 1943, and brought me home to our rented house on West 11th Street in Greenwich Village. […]
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On Groundhog Day 2019, February 2 as always, Staten Island Chuck, our local expert, unexpectedly and coincidentally achieved consensus with his elder, Punxsutawney Phil, predicting an early spring. And we did get a record high of 78F on February 21. But winter won’t just throw in the towel around these parts, where we’ve had snow, […] If photography books are to become really viable as products, without meaning as “merchandise,” if they’re to be able to be self-sustaining as a produced artifact, they’ve got to go beyond the market in photography. […] This article, the first in a series of columns written for the Village Voice between 1968 and 1973, appeared exactly 50 years ago, in the June 20, 1968 issue of that alt-weekly newspaper, which had already become the model for the emerging national and, indeed, international “alternative press.” With it I hung out my shingle as a photography critic, a rubric that I thereby inaugurated and under which flag I still sail. […] |
 SPJ Research Award 2014 |
Cabin Fever: Bits & Pieces 2026
Mainstream/legacy media’s abject surrender to the oligarchy, the sane-washing of Trumpism, the craven kowtowing and risk-aversion, make it clear there’s no hill they’ll die on. They’ll simply expire. […]